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... a bolder fisherman , A carefuller in peril , did not breathe For leagues along that breaker - beaten coast Than Enoch . Likewise had he served a year 25 30 35 40 45 50 On board a merchantman , and made himself Full sailor 2 ENOCH ARDEN .
... a bolder fisherman , A carefuller in peril , did not breathe For leagues along that breaker - beaten coast Than Enoch . Likewise had he served a year 25 30 35 40 45 50 On board a merchantman , and made himself Full sailor 2 ENOCH ARDEN .
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... sailor's lad Made orphan by a winter shipwreck , play'd Among the waste and lumber of the shore , Hard coils of cordage , swarthy fishing - nets , Anchors of rusty fluke , and boats updrawn ; And built their castles of dissolving sand ...
... sailor's lad Made orphan by a winter shipwreck , play'd Among the waste and lumber of the shore , Hard coils of cordage , swarthy fishing - nets , Anchors of rusty fluke , and boats updrawn ; And built their castles of dissolving sand ...
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... a bolder fisherman , A carefuller in peril , did not breathe For leagues along that breaker - beaten coast Than Enoch . Likewise had he served a year 25 30 35 40 45 50 On board a merchantman , and made himself Full sailor 2 ENOCH ARDEN .
... a bolder fisherman , A carefuller in peril , did not breathe For leagues along that breaker - beaten coast Than Enoch . Likewise had he served a year 25 30 35 40 45 50 On board a merchantman , and made himself Full sailor 2 ENOCH ARDEN .
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... sailor ; and he thrice had pluck'd a life From the dread sweep of the down - streaming seas : And all men look'd upon him favourably : 55 And ere he touch'd his one - and - twentieth May He purchased his own boat , and made a home For ...
... sailor ; and he thrice had pluck'd a life From the dread sweep of the down - streaming seas : And all men look'd upon him favourably : 55 And ere he touch'd his one - and - twentieth May He purchased his own boat , and made a home For ...
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... sailor fashion roughly sermonizing On providence and trust in Heaven , she heard , Heard and not heard him ; as the village girl , Who sets her pitcher underneath the spring , Musing on him that used to fill it for her , Hears and not ...
... sailor fashion roughly sermonizing On providence and trust in Heaven , she heard , Heard and not heard him ; as the village girl , Who sets her pitcher underneath the spring , Musing on him that used to fill it for her , Hears and not ...
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